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standing at the ruins on a quiet roman night

Rome is pieced together by fragments old and new; a broken clay pile of people who have lived and died, and are forgotten, rivaling the Monte Testaccio in size and obscurity.

Rome is the heaviness of time. It is the marks left on humanity. It is a walkable history book, forever unfolding its pages.

Rome is monuments of the big whigs leaving you breathless with their grand scale and an overwhelming rush of beauty.

‘Everyone is dead here’, the city whispers, in a voice softened against the bone-white marble of ruins.

The palatine lies silent under the stars. This is your one moment to catch your breath and savor Rome.

Try to stop time by breathing it in slowly. Hold it in, and take a sensory snapshot. Stand there, holding your breath, recording, feeling as immovable as a statue; a Henry James’ American willing a sacrifice to the pagan gods.

‘Just let me remember this. Let this enter me. The endlessness of it. The cobwebs. The broken stone. The bones. The dust. The pulse remaining somehow. Let me carry Rome where ever I go. Let it become a part of me. No, let me become a part of Rome. Another story never writ, another name unknown.’

I would like first of all to thank in advance the curators of this blog for the space allotted, because since time immemorial was looking for an opportunity to express my admiration for what was the Eternal City. Already, The Eternal City, just thinking about it, I shudder at how has been Immense. Rome, his rise has been extraordinary and seemed to be unstoppable. Characterized by an Invincible Army and a Fleet Unattainable, was able to extend its dominance everywhere and is still considered perhaps the Greatest Civilization of all time. And there, the Magic. Every People attached to the Empire, he felt. From Gaul to Dalmatia, from Britain to Cyrenaica. Such a vast Empire required efficient transportation routes and perfect organisation. Rome was so Majestic and wonderfully Beautiful, Man. Constantine turn in his Grave, seeing how it is reduced now. Now is the antithesis of hitself, only Ruins, although magnificient. From «Roma Caput Mundi» in Regional Capital, a total humiliation. Italy has now lost his sovereignty and is only a Province of Europe. Cruel fate…

I would Like first of all to thank in Advance the curators of this blog For the Space allotted, because now I feel the desire to expose my thoughts about the Wonderful Ruins, Immortals remind us all of the Great Past which made Legendary the Eternal City in the world. In some cases, travel to any location it may be nonsense but it is not true for Rome. Rome is the exception to the rule and is outside the box. See Rome under these conditions, with the Roman Forum in total abandonment, it’s just a knife, a knife that goes into the heart. A few days ago we celebrated the twenty-five hundred years after its Founding and has lost a unique opportunity to deliver to the world a Rome restored in all its Glory. It is said that there are no financial resources to do this, but in truth with all these scandals tied to theft of public money and Mafia phenomena, honestly I turns my stomach. Roma must be brought back to Life, now dying, is so neglected and does such tenderness. Thank You.